In my book, “Choosing Life,” I mentioned how much I enjoyed school.  Learning, really.  I loved history and geography.  One of my teachers told a story about a train ride through Europe.  There were four passengers in her compartment.  The only language they had in common was Latin, so they conversed in Latin.   I studied about the world, and I longed to see every bit of it.  I wanted to climb the steps to the Parthenon, sit in the Coliseum,…..

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